Dude im going to be honest with you, some people may disagree but i think you actually write too fast 😅 or maybe im too used to people taking longer to deliver things, bc i know sometimes people don't feel motivated or have yk a LIFE! but good god some people, I'm telling you dude, i can't speak for everyone but me, personally? Im grateful for what and when you share your writing with us, like i said before ignore the ones who apparently can't read about boundaries and just vibe with the rest. 🖤
SGSJSHKSSJ NO YOU'RE RIGHT.
Uh I genuinely don't know why I write so fast, I think it's a mixture of just being the type to, having a fair amount of experience writing to formulate shit easier, and just, got a fair bit of time on my hands nowadays. So like, on one hand ik I jump from fandom to fandom posting a shitload all the time. I actually try to keep it cool but lmao. I'm just rlly fast for some reason??
Honestly that person annoyed me but 🤷🏿♀️ I do be getting those comments often, no matter how fast I post or how often I say "haha plz don't no rlly it's not fun :(" so ik I gotta just ignore but;;; sue me I'm so hot headed lmao. 😭
And thanks for saying this frfr!!! Like, I write for myself, but it's SO fun to see a comment or ask just making commentary abt what I wrote. Like fuck you're having thoughts??? Abt my little words??? Huh??? So rlly the good outweighs the bad. I'll def keep going, just probs will lose my politeness Abt those comments every chapter lmao
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Tag Dump! - Taking you two down with me get the f.ck back here,--
Minor tag dump, if you know, you know. No, I will not be trying to explain in-depth and I’m fully blaming this madness on @goldenpathtotheheavens and @sharpshooternomoremoxxie, respectively.
I haven’t even made blacklight-shadows fully yet and yet you two are dragging Blacklight straight into the open, for shame.
Reflect and reconcile/so much harder than you think/we’ll make this work/you and me | Shadowpeach
Theme: None decided.
Ship tag for my Wukong and my Macaque, on peach-arcade and blacklight-shadows respectively.
Dancing on stardust/where no one can ever stop us | Eclipsed Arcades
Theme: None decided.
Ship tag for peach-arcade’s Wukong, Writer, and blacklight-shadow’s Macaque.
Follow me/take my hand/sailing the same course/wild and free/waves and sand/what’re we waiting for? | Neon Shadows and Arcade Lightshows
Theme: What Are We Waiting For
Ship tag for the insane polycule that arose thanks to my Discord server, Wukong x Syntax x Writer x Macaque. From peach-arcade, neon-poison, and blacklight-shadows respectively.
Successor of the shadows/inner darkness never fathomed/friend from another time/chaos forever on the mind | goldenpathtotheheavens/Mike
Descendant of my friend/ring of fire without end/daughter of fire/of ash/of ends | goldenpathtotheheavens/Mei
I’ll do better (this I swear)/so you never have reason to fear | goldenpathtotheheavens/Guanyin/Lotus
These scars won’t define you/rise above the Hell that made you | sharpshooternomoremoxxie/Moxxie Devoe
A massive family/with a heart for all/don’t count us out/unless you’re ready to fall | Arcade Family Verse
The tag used for the giant family AU I’ve kinda-joked about kinda-developed with Ducky and S-Mun, respectively!
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@thehordemultimuse asked:
43. A bloody kiss for Blue Fire (medieval or not, whichever you're cooking with OwO)
[Kiss Roulette! | Accepting!]
[Here's the song for this, have fun~.]
No...
No...
She stood, silent as a grave. Outside the throne room, the rebellion roared- metal clashed, flames soared, and mobians and humans- united under a hatred of King Mephiles- screamed their battle cries. But here, there was only the flickering of shadows across the windows as their opponent drew his blade up- the sickening slck of flesh cutting filling the air.
Crimson blood- the blood of her closest ally, when her nation had fallen...dripped from the sword's edge. It fell back onto its owner, staining his slashed leather armor with his defeat. Tempest's grip on her own sword grew.
"Do you see what happens when you resist, princess?" Mephiles' voice rang out through the throne room. Bluebell- 'Sonic' as he'd been called prior to the rebellion- groaned from the ground. Half of his face had been burnt horribly by Mephiles' fiery twin- the flesh charred, still sizzling. How he hadn't passed out from pain was beyond Tempest...but in that moment, all she could feel was an overwhelming sorrow. Her best warrior, her confidante... Had fallen.
"If you had given your life, instead of fleeing...." The tyrannical king chuckled softly. He grasped the hilt of his blade, his twin raising a pure-white, crystalline hand. A few years ago, this throne room had looked so different...
There had been no crimson stains,- no burnt, charred stone. The ripped tapestries depicting a fire were once a sword, a symbol of Tempest's parents- of her kingdom. And then...
"...then again...I suppose you knew I would raze this kingdom anyway..." Another soft chuckle. "...your rebellion...will fall, along with you, and every last one of your 'pure hearted' fools..." Metal, glittering with red, was pointed towards Tempest. "Starting with your captain."
Tempest launched forward, her own sword raised- only for it to be thrown away, ripped from her hands in a last-second parry that caused her wrists to burn. She could smell sizzling flesh- but that was far from the worst thing in this moment. Tempest's world flipped upside down as foggy purple obscured her vision- and she slammed into something.
She could feel the stone under her hands, cutting into the skin on her right. Tempest had landed- fallen- atop something, the horrible taste of blood and burnt flesh filling her mouth. Brown hues finally focused- seeing the unconscious face of her top warrior. She moved to get off, momentary panic blinding her.
Until the sound of flames burned into her ears- and her back lit up. Tempest's mouth opened in a scream, agony flooding her nerves. The armor protecting her upper back charred to a crisp, fusing to her skin as it crackled and sizzled. Tempest's scream filled the throne room. She couldn't move- pinned by the fire, in a kiss of raw agony. If she moved away- more of her back would be caught by Iblis' blaze.
The twin's demonic laughter filled the hall, flames crackling as they burned Tempest's back.
"How cute....dying together, a true lovers' end..." Tempest's hand let go of the blade handle. It clattered to the ground, but all she could hear were her own pained screams. She had to beat him- Mephiles had stepped closer, a crystal foot slamming onto the hilt of the blade- shattering it. The blade itself was still intact...but if Tempest wanted to use her weapon, she'd have to cut her hand open to do it.
"Do not worry...once you are ash, my brother and I will make sure your kingdom joins you..." His breath was like the dirt on a fresh grave- not quite revolting, but full of sorrow, and time lost. Tempest's teeth finally clamped shut.
If she didn't stop Iblis- if she didn't beat Mephiles- everyone would die.
"RAHHHHHH!!!!" Her world was nothing but red- bright, burning suffering in every bone, in every pulse of her heart. But she still reached out- grabbing the blade's edge, feeling the metal cut into her skin. She yanked the knife, the slice nothing compared to the blaze above. Her own blood splattered on the floor as Mephiles stumbled.
Tempest rolled off of Bluebell, feeling dirt and pebbles lodge themselves into the still-hissing skin. She didn't give Mephiles a chance to recover- grabbing his own sword, ripping it from his hand...and shoving it into Iblis' chest, to her right. There was no blood- but the twin stared down at his chest, for a moment confused- before orange eyes slowly drifted upwards, quickly growing hazy.
"....mephy?...."
Iblis' form cracked at the edges- the cracks working inward before the monstrosity exploded into dust. Mephiles was still, eyes locked on where his brother had been. The dust floated in the air- before rushing towards Tempest. Before she could react, it had flung down her lungs- burning in her chest, filling her every vein. Red consumed her-
He hurt Bluebell.
Tempest's skin began to darken.
He destroyed her kingdom.
Her eyes were losing their color.
HE KILLED HER PEOPLE.
A blast of fire filled the space, as Tempest's remaining armor suddenly sharpened- gaining a crystal quality as it filled back in, the cracked and warped metal repairing as her hair began to rise- floating as if she were in space.
The tapestries all blazed, the fabric instantly lighting up in orange and yellow. The hall was set ablaze- the only thing spared being Bluebell, who was oddly unharmed...and Mephiles himself. Even Tempest had flames flickering off of her body- but she didn't seem to notice as the smell of ash burned in her nose.
"YAꟼ ⅃⅃IW UOY!!!" Her voice rang as a collective- a million people slain by the twins in the past, their fury rising with Tempest's own.
The sword sliced through the air- and clear through what should have been solid crystal. Fire the color of a dying sunset roared to life in the cut across the king's neck. Mephiles' head toppled from his shoulders- melting into black goop as it went, before splatting into a puddle on the floor. The rest of his body flopped backwards, the cape he'd had fashioned when he took over beginning to sizzle and pop. The stones of the castle fizzled as Mephiles' remains began to eat away at them- but Tempest didn't care. She didn't even notice. The qualities she'd gained began to shatter and fall, her armor fading back to its currently half-destroyed state, eyes regaining color.
Tempest attempted to take a step.
She fell to one knee, her opponent's sword slicing into solid rock. Tempest's vision had begun to waver. She could still taste Blue's blood on her tongue. She spat to the side, trying to get rid of the flavor. Outside- cheers began to rise. The princess' brown eyes, dulled from pain, weakly cast a glance in the direction of the nearest window- now cracked...when had that happened?
Smoke was filling the air outside...but the cheers- the cheers were from her men. Tempest's vocal chords refused to heed her as she tried to chuckle, albeit quietly. Rubbed raw from her screams, and she could still feel the blaze that had licked at her back...she didn't realize the black goop had begun to shift towards her.
It leapt, the acidic substance immediately cutting into the skin of Tempest's arms as she let out another half-choked scream, cut off partway through as her vocals quit responding.
"If I die, then I shall take you with me...!" Mephiles' voice rang in her ears. The goop- he was still alive--! Tempest tried to stand, only for her leg to give out. She fell to the ground, Mephiles' sword clattering away as agony consumed every nerve. She wasn't sure how long it lasted, writhing there in raw suffering as Mephiles' voice grew gradually weaker...but eventually, her hearing began to fall away. Her vision swam, her body seeming to fall from her mind. The hall's ceiling rumbled- before a section nearby caved entirely, raining down chunks of stone that narrowly missed the unconscious Bluebell.
"...n....o...." She had come so far... They'd all come so far-- they'd defeated Mephiles, the King of Darkness- and Iblis, the Knight of Hellfire...they'd saved her parents' kingdom...
But it was all growing so faint....
At least the pain was beginning to ebb, as Tempest's mind fell further into endless darkness. At the edge of her hearing, she picked up on footsteps...a gasp...
"SOMEONE GET A HEALER!"
Oblivion claimed her.
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